Dec 21 2001
2002
An abstract Christmas tree: the unbroken line of cabs with their little roof lights lit up, waiting at a red light on the steep Union Street hill in the dark, early this morning.
Thanks to all for your advice and support on the Dallas debate. I am pretty sure now that I’m not going to go. My sister Megan agrees with all you guys that it’s not worth the stress, especially for something that I don’t want to do. I haven’t actually cancelled my reservations, but just the thought of not going has been a total relief, which should tell me something.
Megan also suggested that I try hypnosis to get rid of my fear of flying, and I think that’s a great idea. I’ll call and get a referral today (after all, it’s free, so why not?). It really is something I need to get over, since I do want to go to Maine next summer and I should go to England and Canada, too. Hopefully I’ll have enough time to pack it all into one year.
So I guess I have some early New Year’s resolutions. Wonder if that has anything to do with how eager I am to see the end of this horrible year? Here they are:
1. Try to conquer the fear of flying.
2. Go and get a damn check-up, even though they will tell me that I’m 4 feet tall and weigh 300 pounds, and the Pap test will completely freak out my entire bod.
3. Get another mammogram. I haven’t had one (or a damn check-up) for three years, so I better do it. Possibly even four years. Also would rather have 10 mammograms than one Pap test, so it’s not like I’m scared or anything.
Here’s to a fearless 2002 for Suzy!